Summer Intern Chapter 4

Author: lithium500mg
Title: Summar Intern Chapter 4
Date: 07 March 2015

Summer Intern Chapter 4

My previous note ended with the prospect that, desperate as I was to cum, I would be prevented from ejaculation for the next three days. I was just settling in with the surprisingly pleasant idea of being under closely controlled circumstances with five other faggots for two months, all six of us being young and fit and wearing permanently-attached collars and chain harnesses. We were naked, standing in a line, hands cuffed behind, with an iron pipe threaded under the backs of our harnesses. Half the dicks, including mine, were pointed to the barn’s rafters.

When I realized that chastity will be forced and enforced upon me for the next 72 hours, I made the error of protesting this torment, or starting to. As my words were just forming, an electrical tremor hit my whole upper body. It was like I was being choked, and slugged front and back. The chain harness that surrounded my pecs seemed to hammer my chest. My nipples wanted to explode while my dick just collapsed from the electrical charge entering the full circumference of my waist chain.

Supervisor had touched something like a Tesla coil to the pipe. The electricity flowed to our harnesses and collars, and out through our feet. I did not complete my protest. I think all six of us cried out. When we recovered, we were still standing, and it got real quiet. Control had not yet informed us that discipline for one is discipline for all.

Perhaps Supervisor steadied our lineup, but I can’t be sure. Control continued. “I’m so sorry if you experienced any discomfort. We recognize your need to expel your semen. Nineteen- and twenty-year olds produce at a high rate. We need, however, to maintain a strict schedule of collection.”

I could have risked another jolt, but I didn’t want my discipline to come down on my fellow interns. Anyway, the electrical correction to my behavior had softened my dick and reduced my immediate needs.

Before I describe how chastity was enforced, I’ll take a break to describe another intern. Number Two (the weeper) had a particularly muscular chest and his nipples always seemed to be hard. He was on the University of Pacific rowing team, and had a rather nice tan line that traced the singlet on his shoulders and legs. Number Two later admitted that he sometimes was involuntarily hard under his singlet after competition, which was a cause of embarrassment. His fair hair extended to his chest and legs where it glistened, and to his thin pubic bush.

Number Four went first to chastity. He was immobilized standing by two chains under his armpits attached to a rafter in the barn. His legs were spread to a width greater than the ankle cuffs would have allowed, and attached to the legs of the bench. The wide stance made it easy to shave his pubic area and prepare him for his new gear. His balls hung below the open legs and his dick pointed roughly at 3 o’clock to start, then went up and down, all while we watched. Supervisor and Welder did the shaving with safety razors and foam, working both front and back. Number Four’s butt crack was spread open and the fissure completely denuded. I think it was fear alone that kept Number Four from shooting since his groin pillar was rock hard during part of the shave, especially when Supervisor or Welder had a handful.

To start, a steel male chastity device was affixed to Number Four’s cock and balls. Roughly speaking, it is a multi-piece cock ring connected to penis sheath with an opening that enables urination. Welder built the molds for the devices using a 3-D printer based closely on the design of the CB6000. On top of the sheath, Welder had added attachment points for a metal cover.

Number Four was slightly hard, but that didn’t prevent Supervisor and Welder from forcing the cock ring closed and then, after plentiful lubrication with olive oil, forcing his dick into the containment. This assembly was locked with a cable tie.

Welder added a steel cup over the imprisoned cock and balls. The cup had five chains attached, two in front that he welded to waist chain. The third and fourth were welded to the waist chain in back and then locked to the bottom of the cup. This made it look like a steel jock strap. The fifth chain was locked separately to the bottom of the cup and connected up the butt crack to the waist chain at the middle of the back. The attachment on top of the penis sheath joined to the cup in a tongue-and-groove setup that made the cup and chastity device move as one.

Number Four looked like a Spartan warrior undergoing genital torture, but his moans and squeaks continually alternated between only mild discomfort and agonizing pleasure. His chest heaved against its restraints as his cock was squeezed into its tight containment. While I could dread the consequences of this kind of restraint, I was anxious to become a captured and tortured Greek fighter myself.

We five were all watching this with various degrees of concern and excitement. Number One looked shocked. I was hard and dripping as were Number Two and Number Six. Number Five was sticking out his chest and straining the harness, and looked like he would fight to be the next to get a chain up his crack.

I was next. For me shaving the pubes wasn’t all that unfamiliar since the speedos I wear during water polo competitions demand it, and sometimes we shave our chest and legs as well. I was nervous during the forced anal shaving, but didn’t complain. I got my dick stuffed into the metal casing after my balls were gathered and the welds to the waist chain were made. I looked down at all the metal, and was, for a time, very pleased.

Once the cock-and-balls entrapment was complete, I was released back to the line, and the others, in turn, received their groinal armor. The cock sheath was much too small to allow a fully extended dick, and, of course, prevented the cock from pointing any way but down. My piss-hole pressed against the metal, making me more horny. The thong chain rubbing against my anus was strangely erotic, and I kept flexing my butt muscles to increase the feeling. On the other hand, I wondered how I was going to crap.

We all were reassembled in a line with the pipe threaded behind us when Control began providing more details of how we were going to spend the next two months.

“Again, thank you for your cooperation. Your handcuffs will be removed shortly, you’ll receive a snack and something to drink, and then you will retire to your quarters where you will shower and brush. Please rinse your genitals by forcing water under your metal garments. Tomorrow morning at 8:00am we’ll assemble for breakfast, after which your intergluteal cleft chain will be unlocked and you will defecate and shower. Afterwards, Supervisor and Welder will re-lock the chain and we will assemble and begin the day’s activities. You will be allowed conversation at breakfast, but do not ask questions of me, Welder, Supervisor and Cook.”

“Jesus,” I thought, “they not only control our semen release, but our dumps too. Intergluteal cleft chain?”

Supervisor came around behind us and removed the handcuffs, pleasing all of us. We all immediately moved our hands to our groins and checked the goods, and the security of the goods. While the cock was isolated by the sheath and cup, the balls were squeezed out between the cock ring and the penis sheath, putting them in contact with the steel cup. I could tap the cup with my fingernails and feel a little shock transmitted to my balls. After I made adjustments to maximize comfort, I moved up to check the harness. It fit well, perhaps a little tight under the armpits. We all looked at each other, and I think we all thought the same thing: six tall and fit warriors in hot steel jocks, excited and nervous about what was to come. We were no longer completely naked since our cock and balls were no longer hanging out, and even our assholes were partly covered. Somehow I think we felt more naked, and more powerful, than before.

Control continued, “Our discipline program is based on some military practices where the penance can be enforced on the entire group. If any one of you executes a serious breach of protocol, all will be the subject of discipline. This method of ‘common discipline’ will help the six of you bond, and make the completion of your contract even more rewarding.”

Control failed to mention that “common discipline” might include correcting behavior by cock and ball electroshock.